i went to a rave. half of the venue was like a barn. the beer garden had bails of hay, and pigs. i saw a sign on the door entrance of the beer garden that said no meat. outside some farmers that usually inhabited this place were chuckling. theyd set up their own stand outside that said no tofu. and then the farmers must have kicked the bartenders out of the beer garden, because one of them was the only one there. he thought the animal love was really stupid. he kept chuckling and he went over to the pig tied up there. he started sucking on its toes. and then on its penis. it didnt seem to be struggling, but it was something i couldnt watch. i went out of the venue and up the stairs to an old time looking store. i told them there is a man down there! and hes sucking a pigs dick! i know it sounds weird, but theres a couple hundred people that saw it too, so im not crazy. you have to call the police or something! he cant consent to that! and then i must have bought something because they were giving me change. only the change was all flattened out, like after it has been run over by a train. i thought maybe this was some special place where they just did that to all of their money. but then i saw that in addition to being flat and stretched, it was printed on a sheet of paper. theyd actually just handed me a sheet with a bunch of stretched out quarters printed on it. no, i want real change, i said. they told me it was. and i said no, its not. real change is hard, not like this. here, ill show you! i pulled a coin out from my pocket and bit into it. only it wasnt hard like i expected. it flopped between my fingers. certainly this wasnt the change i thought would be there.... was someone playing a joke on me?
i needed to leave. i got my bike and rode away on the country road. i didnt know exactly where it was, but i knew it was far from home, and i knew that i should be riding northwest to get there. but i couldnt tell which direction i was going from any of the roads. i called my dad on my cell phone. he said today is the day that my brother lester died. that was something i didnt know. and it was very strange. i said i just had a dream that my name was lester. then there was silence on the other end of the phone. i knew my dad was worried. i said dad, i know its a weird coincidence. really weird. but im going to be okay. dad, are you there? dad? and then the line went dead. out of range maybe. so i kept riding.
i went over a bridge near a small town. i saw a girl i know named ashley walking with some friends. i asked her how far is home? she said not far. you could even walk your bike there if you had to. and then my tire blew out. it seemed warped and i couldnt ride at all anymore. i thought it was a strange coincidence that she had said that right before i actually did have to walk the bike. too strange. i looked at my surroundings. this cant be real, i thought. it doesnt feel right. i dont feel 100% sure that this is real, so it cant be. i have to get up. get up. get up! wake up now!
only i couldnt. below the bridge i saw a river. it was brown-clear and very deep. i thought, if i jump into this river, i will wake up. its so far down, and so cold, it will shock me awake. but then i started thinking about how cold it really was down there. and i noticed that the water was not entirely clear. in fact, it was filled with creatures. brownish green biomechanical creatures, a little larger than humans.
i went further into the little town and these creatures were everywhere, carrying large weapons. guns i didnt recognize. they were rounding up people, taking them somewhere. only some people were helping them. the people that helped had tattoos all over their arms of these creatures. i knew that something massive had been planned on earth for a long time without me knowing. i knew that i wouldnt be able to get past this, or go home.
and then one of the creatures took my arm. she said quickly, come with me. she didnt look quite the same... mostly human i think. she told me something about saving me, that she could do it. she was gentle and i thought she was beautiful. i wondered if it was the tattoos that showed loyalty, and that if somehow my trilobite tattoo made me seem like one of them. she took me to a small house up on stilts with stairs leading to a screened in porch. on the porch were several of the creatures. and their leader was in a throne in the middle, near the door. go, the woman creature said. i asked her if i should bring my bike. i thought maybe they had never seen a bike before and that they might be impressed by it and take some pity on me. she said no, i dont think so. and i looked at how unimpressive my wilty tire was and set it down on its side on the dirt in front of the stairs.
i went up the stairs and the leader started asking me questions. it was ugly and condescending. i realized that it was holding me as the example for humanity, studying me. it asked me about test scores in school, about whether i thought humans had set the bar too high, causing me to get bad grades. he asked if i thought they should reset it. i said i thought so... as long as the new way showed me getting at least a D in anything id already passed. i was beaming. and i felt like an idiot. i am smarter than this.
and then i woke up.
sometimes i wish that i could draw the things i see.
[countdown: 9 days til portland visit, 43 days til portland move]
i needed to leave. i got my bike and rode away on the country road. i didnt know exactly where it was, but i knew it was far from home, and i knew that i should be riding northwest to get there. but i couldnt tell which direction i was going from any of the roads. i called my dad on my cell phone. he said today is the day that my brother lester died. that was something i didnt know. and it was very strange. i said i just had a dream that my name was lester. then there was silence on the other end of the phone. i knew my dad was worried. i said dad, i know its a weird coincidence. really weird. but im going to be okay. dad, are you there? dad? and then the line went dead. out of range maybe. so i kept riding.
i went over a bridge near a small town. i saw a girl i know named ashley walking with some friends. i asked her how far is home? she said not far. you could even walk your bike there if you had to. and then my tire blew out. it seemed warped and i couldnt ride at all anymore. i thought it was a strange coincidence that she had said that right before i actually did have to walk the bike. too strange. i looked at my surroundings. this cant be real, i thought. it doesnt feel right. i dont feel 100% sure that this is real, so it cant be. i have to get up. get up. get up! wake up now!
only i couldnt. below the bridge i saw a river. it was brown-clear and very deep. i thought, if i jump into this river, i will wake up. its so far down, and so cold, it will shock me awake. but then i started thinking about how cold it really was down there. and i noticed that the water was not entirely clear. in fact, it was filled with creatures. brownish green biomechanical creatures, a little larger than humans.
i went further into the little town and these creatures were everywhere, carrying large weapons. guns i didnt recognize. they were rounding up people, taking them somewhere. only some people were helping them. the people that helped had tattoos all over their arms of these creatures. i knew that something massive had been planned on earth for a long time without me knowing. i knew that i wouldnt be able to get past this, or go home.
and then one of the creatures took my arm. she said quickly, come with me. she didnt look quite the same... mostly human i think. she told me something about saving me, that she could do it. she was gentle and i thought she was beautiful. i wondered if it was the tattoos that showed loyalty, and that if somehow my trilobite tattoo made me seem like one of them. she took me to a small house up on stilts with stairs leading to a screened in porch. on the porch were several of the creatures. and their leader was in a throne in the middle, near the door. go, the woman creature said. i asked her if i should bring my bike. i thought maybe they had never seen a bike before and that they might be impressed by it and take some pity on me. she said no, i dont think so. and i looked at how unimpressive my wilty tire was and set it down on its side on the dirt in front of the stairs.
i went up the stairs and the leader started asking me questions. it was ugly and condescending. i realized that it was holding me as the example for humanity, studying me. it asked me about test scores in school, about whether i thought humans had set the bar too high, causing me to get bad grades. he asked if i thought they should reset it. i said i thought so... as long as the new way showed me getting at least a D in anything id already passed. i was beaming. and i felt like an idiot. i am smarter than this.
and then i woke up.
sometimes i wish that i could draw the things i see.
[countdown: 9 days til portland visit, 43 days til portland move]
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horus73:
That's quite the story-none of my dreams seem to be that complex...
felixpdx:
See you at the hot tub party!